Tuesday, July 12, 2011

STRESS POEM: Anger DH FALL 84

Revenge Would Be Sweet


If I ever again see
the witch who told on me
I will punch her out
And shove her against a tree.

I can hardly believe that
she would do such a thing:
I did not mark her stop-and-shop card
when her groceries I did ring.

Being a cashier is boring,
the worst job in the store,
I just dare her to come back
So I can bash her head some more.